"Here!" Ainsley says to me, while sitting on the sofa and handing me a piece of tissue.
I very kindly responded "You know where the trash can is!"
She stared at me for a few seconds, hand outstretched. I thought she might cry. Instead, she rolls onto her tummy, slides off of the sofa feet first, runs to the trashcan and throws out the tissue. She's so smart!
Later, while sorting through her clothes, I had her help out again.
"Here's a wash cloth to give to daddy for your tub. This onesie needs to go in the trash."
So, she takes teh washcloth to daddy, and then runs out of teh room with Kevin staring after her. Clink. The trashcan lid closes! We've had much more success with her training than Bailey's!
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